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Perfectionism is a funny thing. No matter how hard you try to reach it, it always manages to slip through your fingers at the last minute, stealthily evading your grasp. Could have, should have, would have. I try to tell myself that “good enough” is, well, good enough, but it’s a tough sell when it goes against the way you’re wired.
If I wanted to be depressed, I’d go watch a re-run of Grey’s Anatomy.
Too real lmao
